Girl Scout Cookies for Supper?

I leave for a week and my friends act as if it was an eternity. I found my self thinking about my mission a lot last week, especially on Tuesday. Helping the homeless is definitely a calling I have and I am more than happy to help when I can. There is so much going on in the city of Austin, most folks don't take the time to think about Austin homelessness, that is unless there are plans to build an RV park near their homes. I have seen this as a problem for quite some time now.

I stood there this morning looking at the line of those in need and smiled. "Good Morning" I shouted. In unison I heard, "Good Morning Brian, how was your vacation?" I looked at Stephen and said, "Did you miss me?" "Oh yes" he quickly said. I came back with "well you should start aiming better". Well this went right past him. I said, "Did that go over your head?" Stephen said, "Over my head, through my body, around me, under me … I totally missed that" When I explained to him that aiming at me would make him less likely to miss me, he was still lost. I was in rare form indeed this morning, it was great being back.

Ed looked at me and asked for a box of Girl Scout cookies. He mentioned that made a meal for him one late night. I mentioned that to Dogman and he said "Whoa one meal? Try 3 meals for me" It amazes me that my friends are making meals out of a boof Girl Scout cookies, I wish there was more I could do. One friend, someone new that I have not seen before, was so hungry he ate his can of soup while standing right next to my truck.

Sam wanted some more Q-Tips, he mentioned something about a good possibility of potatoes growing from his ears soon, I said "What? I can't hear you, I have potatoes in my ears".

One gentleman was not as fortunate as most. I understood he recently was released from the hospital and was very hungry. Unfortunately he was the last person in line and there was no food left by then. Things lasted very long this morning regardless. I had a sandwich all the way up to the last 3 people in line. My last can of soup went to the 2nd to the last person. I know one person cannot wipe out homelessness in Austin, but I sure am trying to do my part.

-Brian